[RL--MR Virus--"Capacitor", Eros, Scorponok, Mikaela, Robin, Gisborne]

[death_chopper]

[Capacitor was suspicious. It was a natural sort of suspicion--he'd regained awareness in a planet completely unlike the home he'd expected, with a strange little drone latched into his recharge and not a single Cybertronian signal besides that anywhere on his sensor net

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[RL -- Blackout/Capacitor & Gisborne]

[for_power]

Guy had arrived in an angry mood, it only seemed to make him more so seeing Robin occupied with a woman and Eros and that queer blonde one looking so distressed. Where was everyone, anyway? Blackout should've been around here-- He hesitated turning the corner, hearing some talking.

"What should we do with him?"

"I don't know, wait the virus out? He'll be back to Blackout in no time."

"I just hope he doesn't... I don't know, do something stupid."

"Like break the door down?"

"Or starve himself or Zeus knows what."

"I just ... don't want him to look like that-- you made sure the door was locked, right?"

"From the inside, only."

"Alright, well, I'll go check on him."

"Alright."

It took a long moment for Guy to process this. Difference? Virus-- Oh! One of those computor things, did that mean Blackout was... Oh. Oh.He moved to follow Scorponok slow-- Eros didn't even seem to take notice of him-- and watched the door he pushed open, then closed again, ducking into the bathroom as he passed again. So he was there, and he was

[death_chopper]

They'd deposited him on a bed, and he didn't have enough control yet over his limbs to be able to resist. He was stubbornly silent now, when they tried to talk to him, ignoring them both--he didn't want to be here, didn't want to be this, and if the only way he could demonstrate that reluctance was sullen silence, then so be it.

Alone, he forced himself to sit up, to attempt to take control of this body. It was hard--he kept thinking about the way his limbs moved, comparing it to the mechanics of his real form, and then it would just get awkward.

He wasn't yet willing to risk trying his feet.

He flopped back on the bed when Scorponok came in, flopping his arm across his face so he didn't have to look at him. The organic creature that claimed to be a drone he didn't have tried to get him to talk, asked him a few questions, but left when he realized Capacitor would be utterly uncooperative.

On his own again, he knew he should be trying to find a way to get free, but for the moment he just remained as he'd been, face half-hidden

[for_power]

Gisborne waited a long moment before emerging again and beelining for the room he'd noted. He turned the knob slow, pushed it open and peered in. He was there, for sure, but he did not look the same. Guy slipped inside and shut the door, testing the lock. He had not lied, he was locked securely; Blackout would not get out but then neither would he. He would just claim to have gotten lost, is all, what would they do to him, really? Heh.

"It's about time you changed your appearance, creature."

[death_chopper]

He moved his arm aside and peeked at this newcomer--another human, one he didn't recognize. His brow furrowed as the organic spoke; the words were meaningless to him. "Go away," he muttered.

[for_power]

"Heh, and give you the grace you never offered me?" He spat, moving closer, but slow, circling to the bottom of the bed. He pressed his hands to the frame there, looming forward, "What do you call yourself now?"

[death_chopper]

He let the arm fall away, and managed to push himself up on his elbows, watching this new human circle around. There was something malevolent about it, and it was unsettling him. "I am Capacitor. I have always been Capacitor."

[for_power]

oh, he wanted to invoke fear, uncertainty, he wanted him to lay tonight and not be able to sleep because of how ashamed he felt-- he wanted Blackout, capacitor to know what he had done to him on so many occasions.

"You are no more Capacitor than I am Robin of Locksley," he crawled with controlled precision onto the bed, moving like a panther as he went to crawl over him, "Perhaps I can remind you, Hm?"

[death_chopper]

"I don't know who that is," he spat, feeling panic rise as the organic approached him. He sat even more upright, trying clumsily to push himself away from the human. "I cannot be anyone but Capacitor, get away from me--!"

[for_power]

He grinned more as he backed him into the headboard, a hand rising to shove his legs down, the other grasping a handful of shirt and jerking him forward as he sat, thighs squeezing against his legs. Try and move, I dare you.

"I dream of seeing you fear me, Blackout. I feel it, I see it, almost. I want that."

[death_chopper]

Suddenly, he was trapped, the stranger's weight and his own unfamiliarity with this form both working against him. He squirmed, hands coming up to pry at his hand. "Don't call me that! That's not my name!"

[for_power]

He grappled for his hands, finally managing to grasp the wrists, pin them down against the pillows and leaned to attack his neck wordlessly, biting and sucking, chuckling dark. This is my turn, my chance, I will make you mine, I'll ruin you thoroughly.

[death_chopper]

He struggled against the pin, but it was ineffectual; still not used to this body, couldn't make it react the way he wanted to it. His fight faltered as the human leaned in, the tactile sensors in his neck going haywire with the sudden flood of sensation. "Wh-what are you doing? Stop it, get off--!"

[for_power]

He rocked his hips forward hard, grinding as he sucked. So many times he'd heard himself say that, so many times he was denied by Blackout and this felt right. Retribution of the most amazing kind. His fingers squeezed hard around his wrists, pulling back only to review the mark he'd made before continuing down the column of his neck.

[death_chopper]

Capacitor shuddered, lips parting to pass a strangled, involuntary sound that he was afraid to attempt to interpret. His arms pulled, flexing and tugging, trying to get from from his grip; if only he had his arms free, he reasoned, he could push his assailant off, attempt to get away from him and this incomprehensible assault.

[for_power]

He bit the curve of his neck and shoulder, perhaps a warning for him to stop struggling (not that he didn't like it) or maybe just because he could. He wasn't sure and he didn't care, just arched his hips against him again. Impatiently, he released one of his hands and darted it down immediately to flick open the button of his pants, dipping beneath to fondle with some urgency.

[death_chopper]

He yelped when he was bit, the sudden inrush of pain enough to take the fight of him for a moment as his processor struggled to deal with it. He'd never felt pain like that before, nothing so immediate, so undeniable, and it scared him, almost more than what this human was doing to him.

Then he reached down between them and grasped at something that made Capacitor writhe. "Wh-what is...what...?" But he couldn't force himself to articulate.